We're having a lovely (but probably false) early spring here, with misty temps in the 30s and 40s, !rain! all Saturday night rather than slow or sleet, and lots of semimelted snow piles. This morning while I walked with my little neighbor to school, we heard our first mourning dove of the season, and she told me she had seen "big birds all lined up" flying overhead yesterday. I don't guess I can count that as my first water birds of spring since I didn't see nor hear them, but I'm watching much more closely now.
UPDATE: I saw them and heard them! I'm counting this as Migrators Return Day.